Not long after, silhouettes appeared in a certain mountain.
They were precisely the five Tier Four Celestial Roc Race cultivators.
But now they looked extremely miserable, with blood flowing profusely from their bodies.
Even their souls had been severely damaged, on the verge of death.
"That Tier Five Desolate Beast is truly terrifying, probably even our ancestor's full-force attack would only be comparable."
"Yeah, fortunately, we have a Tier Five Defense Talisman bestowed by our ancestor, which can block a Tier Five attack. Otherwise, no matter how powerful we are, we would have likely faced certain death."
"Indeed, entering the True Spirit Secret Realm well-prepared was the right decision. Otherwise, we'd have faced countless deaths."
"No wonder these ancient era Desolate Beasts were rampant. Although their intelligence is lacking, their battle instincts alone are remarkable."
